I've never been a leader.
Yet I've never entirely been a follower.
I've been used.
I'm just a tool.
But I don't hate being a tool.
I'm used for good.
I'm used to help people with their problems,
And to make them happy
All I wish for is to make people happy.
To be there for the people I care about.
To be everyone's shoulder to cry on.
To make people feel better.
I know I can't help everyone.
I've accepted that.
But as long as I can help those whom I care for,
I feel like I'm doing my part.
....But what happens when a tool can't do their part?
When I can't do what I was created to do?
When I can't help someone...
Someone that I care about...
I've always tried to my best to be there.
But sometimes, I'm no use to someone.
It kills me to know I can't fulfill my purpose.
But what does it matter? I'm just a tool.
